The black-bellied peasant girl is reborn, and her weird relatives are mad

Jiang Muxia returned home, feeling sad. She went to bed without having dinner.

Tang Zhongbai, who had fallen asleep in the middle of the night, accidentally touched her body when he turned over. It felt hot, so he got up in shock and turned on the light.

Her face was red and painful, and her whole body was burning. He was so panicked that he went out and called Madam Jiang to check her pulse.

"My lady has caught a cold, and she is also depressed. The two factors combined have caused her to have a fever. Second Master, don't worry. I will go and boil some medicine."

"Will it hurt the baby in my belly?"

"Don't worry, sir."

After Nanny Jiang left, Tang Zhongbai put a cold towel on her forehead, trying to make her feel more comfortable.

Qingyun, who had received the message, pushed the door open, took the handkerchief, and advised him, "Go and have a rest, sir. I will take care of my wife."

"No need, go help Madam to boil the medicine."

Qingyun was afraid that he would be unhappy because his wife got sick because of someone else. But he didn't look impatient at all, and took care of his wife wholeheartedly, so she left with peace of mind.

Tang Zhongbai held her hand and murmured to himself, "Silly girl, I know you think of him as your own brother. When he was alive, he hoped that you would live a good life every day. Now that his wish has been fulfilled, he is relieved to leave. Why are you sick?"

He didn't know that at this moment Jiang Muxia had re-entered the second half of Yin Yusheng's previous life in his dream.

She saw him walking in the world, saw him arrive in Shu, walk along a damp bluestone road, walk down the stone steps, pass by the first shop under the stone steps, and the dazzling four big characters made her both surprised and delighted.

'Jiang Family Lantern', four big red characters.

Yin Yusheng stood on the stone steps and stared at the four words for a long time. Then he chanted a Buddhist name and walked straight forward.

When she was seeing the customer off from the shop, she only saw the back of a monk.

Yin Yusheng walked to her house, pushed the door open, and did not come out for a long time.

Suddenly, her eyes went dark and she came to the scene three days before her rebirth.

It was evening, and Xiaohong saw that she was still not back, so she took her child's hand and went to the shop to pick her up.

On the way home, Xiao Hong told her, "Mom, something seems to have happened next door. I heard the sound of monks chanting and performing rituals. Could it be that the old man from that family has passed away? Should we go to their house to say hello?"

The gray-haired woman nodded, her voice old but steady, "Okay, we've lived next to each other for half our lives, but we've never had any dealings with each other. Now that he's gone, I'll go visit him and say hello to show my neighborliness."

But their door was closed and no one responded when I knocked. Through the crack in the door, I saw a light coming from the house.

She sighed, "Maybe they don't want to be disturbed by outsiders. Let's go back."

The greeting was never sent out.

Jiang Muxia looked anxious, but she couldn't get in when she stood at the gate. She saw the old Yin Yusheng carrying a big bag with a serious face, and went in before it got dark.

She guessed that something must have happened to Tang Zhongbai, so she walked back and forth at the door, pushing it hard but no one responded.

She looked at the wall of his house and suddenly found a tree growing close to the wall. She was delighted and climbed up the wall along the tree and jumped into the yard.

She poked a hole in the lighted window paper and leaned over to look inside.

The scene inside startled her. There was not much furniture in the room, except for a long wooden board in the middle, on which lay an old man.

Opposite the old man was an altar, filled with food and cakes, and against the wall was a large incense table, with incense and candles burning brightly.

The monk sat on a cushion under the incense table with his hands clasped together, muttering something.

The old man Tang Si, who had lost his arm, stood beside Tang Zhongbai, looking sad. Tang Zhongbai stared at him with clear eyes. He was not dead.

"Sir, do you really want to do this? Is it worth it?" Tang Si's eyes were filled with tears. His lips trembled as he opened his mouth to speak out his unwillingness. "You have been guarding her for so many years, living next to her but never daring to recognize her. She has completely forgotten you, but lives an easy life. Now you want to use your own flesh and blood to bring her back to life. Does she deserve it?"

Jiang Muxia outside the window was so shocked that she covered her mouth and tears wet her eyes.

It turned out that the fact that he could live his life again was exchanged for their flesh and blood.

How could they? How could she be worthy of it? Tang Si was right. How could she be worthy of it?

"Tang Si, I really want to. She has had a very hard life. Master Pochen has found an ancient method. Let's give it a try. It may not work."

Tang Si opened his mouth, but no words came out.

Jiang Muxia couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to leave, but time passed and it was the last day.

It was still evening and the sky was slightly brighter.

She suppressed her great fear and stared inside.

Both of them held a dagger in their hands. The room was covered with yellow talisman papers. The area around where Tang Zhongbai was lying was covered with red lines. She didn't know what they were, but she could guess that they were necessary to succeed.

Tang Si stood outside the line, looking haggard, with his back turned and not looking at them.

Yin Yusheng sat on the futon and muttered something to himself. Suddenly he shouted, "Get up."

She saw Tang Zhongbai raise his knife and cut her wrist, a deep cut, blood flowed like a column, flowing onto the red line on the ground. The red line emitted a dazzling red light, and Yin Yusheng's blood also flowed over, the red light became even brighter.

She couldn't bear it any longer and shouted at them to stop, but the people inside couldn't hear her at all.

"Mu Xia, Mu Xia..." Someone was calling in her ear. Her body became lighter and lighter. Suddenly, her eyes went dark and her body ached. She felt her body was burning hot and someone was holding her hand tightly.

She tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt heavy and her head felt dizzy.

"Mu Xia, get up and take your medicine." Someone helped her up. She could feel someone half-holding her in his arms. She finally opened her eyes with all her strength.

She was confused for a moment, not knowing whether the person in front of her was real or fake.

She opened her mouth, but her throat was dry and sore and she couldn't speak.

"Be good, drink the medicine and go to sleep."

Tang Zhongbai took the medicine bowl, blew on it gently to warm it up, and then brought it to her mouth.

A strong bitter smell entered her nose, making her feel nauseous. Her mind gradually became clear, and she remembered that she had just returned from Lingyun Temple during the day, and her brother Yusheng was taken away by the heavens.

Sadness gradually rose in her heart. She turned to look at the young and real him. She thought of the white-haired man who cut his wrist with determination just to give her a better future. How could she bear to let him down?

She suppressed her nausea, took his hand, and drank the medicine in one gulp. Qingyun quickly stuffed a piece of maltose into her mouth. The candy in her mouth tasted sweet.

"What time is it?" Her throat hurt so much that her voice was unclear.

"It's almost Mao time, you should get some more sleep."

Nanny Jiang and Qingyun left, and Tang Zhongbai wanted to lay her down. Jiang Muxia grabbed his hand with tears in her eyes, "Zhongbai, I'm sorry, I only thought about myself and never considered your thoughts, I'm sorry."

Her tears fell in large drops, and he tried his best to start over. But she broke his heart many times and pushed him away many times.

She had failed him too many times.

Tang Zhongbai touched her head and smiled gently, "You have never let me down. It is my blessing to meet you."

She held the person in her arms. Since she became pregnant, she became more melancholy and sad.